but so sad to lose that perfect view of that perfect ass.
zhongli reaches for that hand, wondering why he didn’t just create a platform of stone to help them both. perhaps mortality has its place, in moments like these.
his hand curls tightly around venti as he reaches for the edge to tug himself up as well, a soft grunt following with the exertion. it’s not an exceptionally attractive noise, but it’s still a low, breathy noise all the same.
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but so sad to lose that perfect view of that perfect ass.
zhongli reaches for that hand, wondering why he didn’t just create a platform of stone to help them both. perhaps mortality has its place, in moments like these.
his hand curls tightly around venti as he reaches for the edge to tug himself up as well, a soft grunt following with the exertion. it’s not an exceptionally attractive noise, but it’s still a low, breathy noise all the same.
he hasn’t let go of venti’s hand. )
Is this how you climb trees, usually?